As Your Heart Passes

Ragged, white scars carve
Swollen streams in my skin,
Where once your fingers strayed.
Tender were your kisses. Tender
Now the skin they painted… … More As Your Heart Passes

I Sing Your Praises

I sing your praisesOn a flattened tongueWithout grace or tactOr grandeur. Not with the greatestLines from the sweetest lipsCould your beauty findA tune to fit. And mineAre rough, raucous, reachingLike eyes in a starless night.Every lyric is longing, Every stanza strainingIn light of your fair face. My wordsAre weak and wastedOn a woman,With whom no … More I Sing Your Praises

I Dreamt

I dreamt of seasThat sparkled in sunWith a salted breeze softOn my cheek. The wavesWhispered in foreign tongues,And beckoned me onAnd on. But in day,The ocean trembledAs a tempest tossed the surf.My boat bent, and my sailsSnapped while the currentEnforced its will.Adrift, alone, I dreamt of springIn a valley glazedWith green. Sparrows sangIn the shade … More I Dreamt

The Yakutia Incident

In regards to the Yakutia Incident, much doubt has been placed on my official statements and testimony. The cynical among you have cited the slightest of contradictions in my accounts and even noted supposed tics in my body language as evidence of deceit. And so it follows that accusations have been made of criminal activity and cover-up. I have done my best to ignore these accusations since they are baseless and thus could not ever manifest into official charges. Yet, it has become clear to me in recent days that these conspiracy theories have generated undue curiosity in the incident, curiosity which could prove quite dangerous. As this was my chief concern when fabricating my statements, let me address the Yakutia Incident with utmost transparency. The truth, I hope, will deter further inquisition. … More The Yakutia Incident